War Prelude

Amid the reverent and fearful gazes of countless Blue Dragon Descendants, the Great Wyrm Blue Dragon raised the wreckage of the magic-powered warship high overhead. Dark clouds churned behind her, and lightning surged like a tide.

"Do you see that? Children of dragons, this is the fate of those who oppose the Dragon Worship Cult and defy the great Five-Colored Dragon Queen!"

She raised her head. Her disproportionately enormous horns reflected a metallic sheen beneath the lightning, and bolts occasionally struck them, spraying blinding sparks.

"Remember, you are beings of noble blood. You will rule this world alongside the dragons! Any being that dares betray Dragon Queen Your Majesty will have only one fate—"

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering roar, the thunderclouds in the sky bellowed and raged. Countless dazzling bolts of lightning poured down like a raging flood, instantly swallowing the shattered, blackened magic-powered warship.

Before that most brutal, primal, and destructive force, the specially made insulating wood from the Imperial Magic Research Institute was like fragile paper. It was instantly scorched and carbonized, breaking apart into countless black fragments that scattered in every direction.

"That is destruction!"

Only then did the Great Wyrm Blue Dragon speak the rest of her sentence in a cold, weighty tone.

At that moment, lightning surged behind her, dark clouds rolled at her side, and every dancing arc and spark in the air seemed to answer her call, becoming violently frenzied like a pack of mad beasts.

At the heart of the storm, the Great Wyrm Blue Dragon slowly beat her wings. Wild winds surged with every flap, while her immense draconic might poured forth and swept across the land, bringing an incomparable sense of oppression.

It was said that the most fearsome and powerful blue dragons were given the title "Dragon of Storms,"